Within a flash of light Maverick looks down to realize Evertrust is wearing the mask of The Crimson Face. He kicks out and slowly stands to his feet, extending his full frame and cracking his neck to ready himself for battle against the hopeful attacker.

But then Maverick is struck from behind by… Gein? Maverick turns as LH Harrison now rushes in and kicks Maverick in the chest. Frodo kicks the legs out from Maverick to take him down.

" Enjoying yourself, Maverick? "
" Enjoying yourself, Maverick? "
" Enjoying yourself, Maverick? "

The three voices are coming from the bodies of Gein, Harrison and Frodo. There's only one problem—their faces: Evertrust, Evertrust, Evertrust.

Geintrust, Harrisontrust and Frodotrust simultaneously rush toward Maverick and all unleash their famed finishing maneuvers on him in unison, splitting his very flesh and blood vessel into three separate entities so he may feel each ounce of harrowing deliverance at once.

Evertust removes his crimson mask, now holding what appears to be a standard sized snow globe in his palm as he gazes downward. Look closely at the globe he possesses; inside of it is contained the ongoing battle of Maverick, Maverick and Maverick versus Geintrust, Frodotrust and Harrisontrust. The smiles pour out from Evertrust's face as if rays of sunlight, raining down into the globe to fuel these damned souls for all of Evertainment to the one who now owns them.